Dreaming of You (Chapter 8)

Chapter 8


The next
day, standing in the early morning light outside my apartment, Jake held my
face in his hands and kissed me until I felt like he’d stolen all the breath
from lungs, until my lips tingled and I threaded my fingers through his soft
thick hair.


It was the second
time I had to say goodbye to him.


With his
warm strong hands still on my face and his fingers in my hair